Like a Power Play

by Elle Sprinkle

“You waited out here for an hour?” She smiles. “I would’ve waited all night.”

"Do you want me to read it to you?" My eyes snap to hers in surprise. "You would do that?" She smiles. "For you, I'd read the goddamn dictionary."

I just keep repeating it: I deserve to be here. I deserve to be here. I deserve to be here.

Mind the sun, Icarus.

“You said you’d invent time for me.”